Someone jumped off the Newburgh-Beacon Bridge tonight. I didn’t know them and yet my heart breaks. It breaks for the sadness and despair, that was so strong they felt this was their only option left. It breaks for anyone they left behind, be it family, friend, or foe. It breaks for how many other people will take their own lives. It breaks for the lives in my own family lost to suicide. It breaks for every sigle person who looks in the mirror and feels that the stress and weight of life is just so much they cannot bear it any longe. And it breaks because as a country we are so horribly ill equipped to deal with mental illness and assistance when needed. Be kind. Show love. Always.